In the Great Qin Dynasty, I, the Unruly Commander, begin by dual-cultivating with Yan Ling Ji.

Ten days later,

When Ying Ziqing, sitting on his warhorse, saw that thick, majestic shadow, the corners of his mouth beneath the mask turned up slightly.

"You're back, Daliang."

Behind him, heavily armored cavalry trampled across the plains, raising billowing dust. Thirty thousand heavily armored Wei soldiers marched steadily and in orderly formation toward Daliang. Behind them surged an army like a tidal wave.

In the past ten days, the army that was attacking Wei captured more than ten cities with large populations. Wei had deployed 90% of its current military force to Daliang City, so it did not encounter much resistance and broke through these cities.

These cities were still under the control of the Bad People, who looted more than three million gold coins from the government and wealthy merchants.

Under Ying Ziqing's orders, land and grain worth one million gold were distributed to the poor people in the city.

Meanwhile, after the Bad People took over the government, they enforced the law impartially and executed many local ruffians and gentry, which made the people of Wei accept the reality of the city's fall.

Living under such a stable and orderly environment from now on seems pretty good...

This is what the vast majority of people in the State of Wei think.

For these ordinary people, the rise and fall of the nation is sometimes not as important as the daily necessities of rice and grain.

Whoever can make their lives more stable and secure will be the one they pledge allegiance to.

As a person from a later era, Ying Ziqing naturally knew this, which is why he took such measures.

As the saying goes: water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it...

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"General, according to a secret report from the Bad People in Daliang City, there are now 100,000 garrison troops in Daliang City, 100,000 soldiers transferred from various towns, and 100,000 able-bodied men recruited from Daliang City."

Dressed in a white theatrical costume, Jingxinmo rode up to Ying Ziqing's side and said in a deep voice.

"General, the walls of Daliang City are high and thick. The enemy is well-equipped and in a siege, our cavalry cannot play a significant role. I think we should contact the Bad People's branch in the city to create chaos within Daliang City."

After Jing Xinmo finished speaking, he looked at Ying Ziqing, who had her back to him.

Ying Ziqing sat atop a white horse clad in armor, one hand resting on the dark gold Dragon Sky Sword at her waist.

A calm voice came from beneath the mask: "No matter, I will personally lead the attack tonight. When the city falls, Wei will perish..."

A fiery glint flashed in Mirror Heart Demon's lowered eyes. If the commander-in-chief were to take action personally, he alone could be worth a million soldiers!

"By the way, go and tell the Liang branch that after the city falls, the Wei King's Palace must be sealed off, and no one is allowed to leave."

"Yes, Commander! I will take care of it immediately..."

By this time, the dim setting sun had gradually disappeared below the horizon, and a hazy night enveloped the sky and the earth. Perhaps after the darkness passes, everything will be turned upside down...

"One hour..."

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Zhao State

At the grand banquet in the royal palace, filled with singing and dancing,

A charming palace maid dressed in a semi-transparent veil carried wine and dishes to and fro during the grand banquet.

In the center, scantily clad dancers gracefully swayed their bodies, performing a unique dance of the Zhao state, their movements undulating and captivating.

Meanwhile, King Qian of Zhao, seated in the main seat, watched the extravagant song and dance with great interest, sipping the fine wine and dew offered by the concubines in his arms.

The dozen or so high-ranking officials flitting about on either side were all his trusted inner courtiers.

It was because of them that he was able to quickly take control of the entire Zhao state after ascending to the throne.

At this moment, an elderly eunuch with graying temples quietly bowed and approached him, whispering:

"Your Majesty, a battle report from Wei states that the Han army has captured more than ten important cities and is now at the gates of Daliang. They will soon attack the Wei capital, Daliang."

Upon hearing this news, the King of Zhao, who was somewhat drunk, suddenly sobered up, his face showing undisguised astonishment.

However, that look of astonishment quickly turned into disdain.

"Hehe, the mere state of Han actually managed to storm into the outskirts of Daliang City. This Wei Kingdom is truly strong on the outside but weak on the inside, utterly pathetic."

By the way, where is Zhao Ping's army now?

"Your Majesty, General Zhao's army of 100,000 will reach the border of Wei in three days."

"Hmm... Send the order to him, tell him that in addition to occupying those important border cities, he can go deep into Wei to plunder gold, silver and grain. Wei is weak now, so let my soldiers show their fangs."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The old eunuch who had served Zhao Qian since he was still the crown prince wanted to advise the king against burning, killing, and looting. However, he also knew the king's temperament. If he offended the king, his life would be over. So he chose to keep quiet and silently pass on the order.

Upon learning the news, King Zhao Qian recalled what had happened ten days earlier: he had secretly dispatched his trusted general Zhao Ping with 100,000 Zhao troops to attack Wei. After all, Wei was currently busy fighting with Han and would certainly not expect him to launch a surprise attack.

If this battle is won, another chapter of my glorious story will be added to the annals of history...

As Zhao Wang Qian thought this, his heart surged with emotion, and he even became a little more forceful in his treatment of the beautiful concubine in his arms.

"Hey..."

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Darkness enveloped the night, and even the moonlight seemed to have become hazy.

The Wei soldiers guarding the city wall of Daliang dared not relax their vigilance when watching the enemy below.

suddenly,

The army began to move.

Thirty thousand Wei soldiers, armed with heavy shields, took the lead, followed by fifty mechanical giant lions, and then a combined force of 150,000 Han and Wei soldiers. As for the fifty thousand heavily armored cavalry, they remained stationed in place.

Before the 30,000 Wei elite soldiers

Riding on his white horse, Ying Ziqing leaped into the air and in the blink of an eye, he arrived within three miles of the city of Daliang.

At this moment, three figures dressed in black cloaks leaped down from the city wall, surrounding Ying Ziqing in a pincer formation.

The leader of the men in black robes spoke up:

"General, please stop here. Perhaps there is no need for Han and Wei to go to war like this. We can try a different approach: peace talks, which can also end the conflict."

Ying Ziqing chuckled, her hoarse, low voice carrying a hint of disdain.

"Is the Mohist school so fond of meddling in other people's business? Now that you know who I am, you'd better be sensible and leave before I get too lazy to kill you."

The black-robed figures on either side snorted coldly and reached into their robes.

"Our Mohist school believes in universal love and non-aggression, and does not wish for the world to be at war again. Since the Bad Leader is so stubborn, we have no choice but to capture him first."

"Interesting. If you can't capture me today, I'll have to take the Bad Guys to the Mechanical City and have a good chat with the Grand Master about universal love and non-aggression." Ying Ziqing's voice was full of mockery.

"Noisy!"

With a flick of his black robe, the Grand Elder of the Mohist School sent countless ingeniously designed Mohist creations hurtling toward Ying Ziqing.

"Second brother, third brother, set up the Dragon Binding Golden Lock Formation!"

The next second, these thrown blocks suddenly sprang forth with countless slender, gleaming chains, with sharp spikes hooked on them, rushing towards Ying Ziqing's limbs and bones.